Haiku Bob – Round 6: glimpses of me


minute’s silence
my daughter sneaking glimpses
of me




falling leaves
floating down
from a hanger




working through stuff
Pendlebury finds
a shortcut




the capacity crowd reaches
for its phones




swirling breeze
snaking our way
toward goal




autumn wind
bit by bit our lead




nail biter
the final siren
plunges through the crowd




About rob scott

Rob Scott (aka Haiku Bob) is a peripatetic haiku poet who calls Victoria Park home. He writes haiku in between teaching whisky and drinking English, or something like that.


  1. More than just a game
    teacherly Nathan reminds.
    Shame on all the boos.

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